Shifting his weight back onto one heel, Jacob folds his arms over his chest. Listening, nodding as he speaks, though he is really hoping for things that are more... No, less dead people that won't be here, and that he can't do anything about.

Hell, people that are long dead, and gone, and Jacob's already been ignoring that in this place. His life is long over. Should he ever find a wife and have kids, their lives may well be over too. It's worse thinking that he is in this place, and Evie is gone. Long gone.

But then thee's a definite distraction from those depressing thoughts. Much worse thoughts.

"You had a piece of Eden and..." He goes silent, just staring at the other man. "No. It has to be here. Somewhere. Did you have it with you before here?" Which is asking a lot given he can't even remember his name.